You never listened to
such music in England."
"I don't suppose I ever did," answered Neal, suppressed laughter making
him shake.
Upon a gray pine stump, beside the blaze, which he was feeding with a
hemlock bough, sat a battered-looking yet lively personage. Had he been
standing upright upon the remnant of trunk, he would certainly, in the
bright but changeful firelight, have deceived an onlooker into believing
him to be a continuation of it; for the baggy tweed trousers which he
wore on his immense legs, and which partially hid his loose-fitting
brogans, or woodsman's boots, his thick, knitted jersey, his mop of
woolly hair, with the cap of coon's fur that adorned it, were a striking
mixture of grays, all bordering upon the color of the stump. His skin,
however, was a fine contrast, shining as he bent towards the flame like
the outside of a copper kettle. In daylight it would be three shades
darker, because the thick coral lips, gleaming teeth, and prominent,
friendly eyes of the individual, betrayed him to be in his own words, "a
colored gen'leman;" that is, a full-blooded negro, and a free American
citizen.
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